C2599 Intrusive Mistake(1)

The moon went past the treetops, and the wind blew again. The forest was filled with a somber and indescribable coldness.

Dozens of thick and sturdy vermillion vines swung horizontally and horizontally once again, or pierced straight forward. A series of piercing sounds rang out, and their speed was so fast that only afterimages were left behind as they swayed under the moonlight